The "Be My Valentione!" Creative Writing Contest (NA) - OFFICIAL ENTRY THREAD

[NielsenRose]

Dear Yugiri,

How's it going? I'm pretty sure it must be a busy schedule for you what with the assassinations and guarding Lord Hien and so forth. But I'm curious if you'll be free sometime in the near future for hanging out.

The reason I ask for that is because in all honesty, I can't help but wonder who your hair stylist is. Do you do it yourself? Or do you have someone in Othard who takes the time to do it up for you? I can't help but look at those pigtails and become envious. I mean it. Back home in Eorzea I've been looking through all those hair catalogs and fail to find a style similar to yours. I just hope you don't take this the wrong way.

I do hope you're up for a girls' day out in the future.

Sincerely, Nielsen Rose.

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From Nielsen Rose in Mateus. I would like the Bluebird Earring please.

[QihtoFurishu]

Even compared to most of our adventures, figuring out where to start a letter like this is difficult. Some would blithely say "at the beginning," but trying to pinpoint when these feelings took hold is akin to grasping mist. When we met, I'm ashamed to say, my mind was more focused on finding a way to soothe my tired feet from the journey rather than devoting the names and faces of those who would become my most treasured friends to memory. After our hidden headquarters in the Waking Sands was attacked, I was beside myself with the need to rescue you, but no more or less than any of our other comrades.

I might have suspected from the warmth I felt watching you devote yourself to your search for a new occupation, each a more hopeless struggle than the one before it, all for our sake. The pride I felt as you discovered your calling and regained your confidence. The gratitude in my breast when, in our darkest hour, you followed me into the cold lands of Ishgard (not to discount the company of our little lord Leveilleur but...you know).

Though if by that point the nature of my feelings still eluded me, Othard lifted the veil from my eyes. My quaint, chaste notions thoroughly disabused when I beheld you in your new kimono. Even as I reeled, trying to reconcile the image of you I'd held in my mind with the vision before my eyes, my heart whispered "No, this is how she is and should be: beautiful."

Tataru, we may both be Scions, but in you I've discovered my dawn. No matter where our journeys may take us, I pray you will always be there to light my path and warm my heart.

With Love,
Qih'to Furishu

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By Qih'to Furishu on Sargatanas, who would like a Noble Barding.

[thejellyfish]

My Sun,

I only know as much about your people as you have deigned to tell me. Like you, I was born with the scales of the Xaela, but unlike you I know not from where I came. There is no tribe to claim me; my true name is unknown to me, I have always just been what the locals have called me. You know me as Grand Jellyfish, but that is simply a name a Roegadyn I met gave to me when I had yet to grow into my horns. He said I was as Grand as a Jellyfish, and it stuck.

But what does this have to do with you? Magnai, my Sun, I feel as though.. I am your Moon. Many years ago, before I can remember, I know I must have been a part of the Azim Steppe. So I may be your Nhaama.. I see my Azim in your eyes. But I cannot tell you this in person, for I am not as good with words as I am with a lyre or the written word. When you tried to determine whether Cirina might be your Moon, my heart cried out in protest, but I could not tell you then.

I should not tell you now. For I have my own path to tread, and you have yours. Mine is a solitary road. Unless you are willing to travel with me, but I know you have your people to consider. So I know we should not be one.

But just for this Valentione's Day, consider what I have said, and if you feel the same.. I will come to you. If you do not return my feelings, I will not bring it up again.

Your hopeful Moon,
Grand Jellyfish

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The character is Grand Jellyfish, the server is Jenova, and I would like the Scarf of Wondrous Wit!

[Eyyun]

My beloved Momodi
Every day you slaved away in the mines known as the Uldah Adventure’s Guild. And every day I came and saw you for our hourly frequent matches of triple triad. Listening to your voice is more valuable to me than eating a decent meal. Although we are currently separated by a vast sea, I promise that I shall return soon. To tell you the truth, I’ve been compiling a scrapbook here in Shirogane of our many experiences together. It’s called my apartment. I’ve taken the liberty of storing every card and piece of MGP that I’ve won from our hourly matches. The room is growing a tad cramped, but I shall soon purchase another. Till we meet again,
Ihri Nome
Momodi’s Room
Diabolos
• Gift: Noble Barding

[Sapphire_Dianta]

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Well, it’s that time of year again… my love. I never did get the chance to call you that, did I? Before everything happened. Before you died.

Despite the fact that three years have passed, I still think about it all the time. And though I have journeyed far from where you’re buried, separating us by both time and distance, my heart remains there with you, on that snowy cliff amongst the mountains of Coerthas.

I think of your shield cast aside, that gaping hole drilled through its crest. I think of the crimson red splashed across the tiles—your blood. I think of the setting sun, the sky darkening as your life came to an end. And I think of your parting words, and I smile… just like how you wanted me to. Some days I might have to force it, and maybe I’ll break down crying, but I’ll always smile. For your sake.

I treasured the time we had. From the moment we met, I knew that you were different. Though the rest were as cold as the falling snow outside, you were warm. You welcomed me in at my lowest, when everyone else had turned against me. You saved me. My greatest regret is that I couldn’t save you in kind. I’m supposed to be the great Warrior of Light, saviour of the realm, and I couldn’t even save the man I loved! How pathetic is that?

But I suppose this isn’t the time to wave around the scars I carry. It’s a special day, after all! It’s supposed to be happy, and joyous… yeah…

Happy Valentione’s Day, Haurchefant. I’ll keep smiling for you. And when my time in this world is up, I’ll see you again. Please wait for me…

Forever loving,
Sapphire

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Written by ----------- Sapphire Dianta | Coeurl
Requested prize ----- Mandragora Choker

[rephlanca]

To ... My Dearest Zenos?
To ... the one who awakened me,
You told me to live.
Is it pathetic that such a tiny thing sparked something in me?
You urged me to continue thriving, to claw my way through life, and in doing so, gave me drive.
I’m no good at poetics, I’ve never been.
Neither am I good at timing.
Clearly.
But there’s something in me that’s been set aflame and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it from the moment we spoke.
You called me a beast, similar to you, and for a long time, I refused to believe that was true. We were of different breeds, set on different paths. But I considered. I thought and pondered until my head hurt and I feared I began to see your point. After all, I’ve done worse with these claws than others have with knives, I’m sure.
Self-preservation, opportunistic endeavors, duty. There comes a point where those all blend into the same definition, right?
But after you called to me, something changed.
My fangs ached with some urge repressed by both name and duty. But was sharp, it was burning, it boiled at the pit of my stomach and now it’s something that’s taken a hold of me.
Alas, I may have come to that realization too late.

May the flowers drink deep from your blood, as I was not able to,
- Y'dhel Tia

Written by Y'dhel Tia from Diabolos!
If perchance I snag a winning spot, I'd love the bluebird earrings!

[SerenaSavash]

To my dearest Ysayle,

It has been far too long since we have last seen each other old friend. I look back on our journey together and get flooded with memories of melancholic bliss. I remember the first time we met each other’s gaze when we were bitter enemies, fighting for our own ideals. As time passed however, our goals slowly converged into what is now an everlasting friendship. The memories we have made during our journey are some of my fondest. Whenever I gaze up to the stars, I reminisce the night we spent around the fire in the Churning Mists. Whenever I see a moogle, I will always recall the day you first encountered them and how your beautiful face lit up at the sight of one. I then remember your recklessness and how you saved us from Garlean gunfire…

To this day, I regret I could not do anything more to prevent your sacrifice. Often, I return to Azys Lla to gaze upon the ice you left behind on the Garlean airship. The ice that still chills my aching heart. I wish I was stronger, I wish I could do more to protect the ones that I love…

Alas, what’s done is done and all I can do now is look forward and fight for a better future. I know that this letter won’t reach you physically, but know that with each passing day, I think of you, my precious Iceheart. I hope to see you again soon.

May the light shine brightly wherever you are my love,

Serena

Character Name: Serena Savash
World: Sargatanas
Requested Prize: Scarf of Wondrous Wit

[InsomEnigma]

Fourth Year of the Seventh Umbral Era,
Second Day of the First Umbral Moon

"To the Azure Dragoon of Ishgard,

Pray forgive me if that title is overly formal, but I find myself too bold in assuming I may call you by your name.

I am Claurice Chaverau de Fortemps, and I am one of many souls who's life your service has saved; albiet more directly in my case than most. Always will I remember the sight of you slaying the dragon that fell upon me three years ago, the feeling of safety as you pulled me from the snow and carried me to the borders of the central highlands into the hands of able chirugeons.

I will be brief. Ever since that day, I have been enraptured by you. I care not for the differences in our status, in our blood. It is nothing to the desire to know the man who saved my life, to express my gratitude, and if I would be so lucky, to ease the strain of his burdens.

I am sure you would have preferred a more direct approach concerning such matters, but in truth, I know not where to find you, given your abandoning of your post. Take it not as an insult, I do not doubt your reasons are well founded. I pray only that Ser Alberic may be trusted to deliver this missive to you upon your return, and that nothing ill shall befall you until that day.

Should you seek to answer me, call and I shall come.

Your Admirer,
Claurice Chaverau de Fortemps
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Written by Claurice Chaverau of Exodus
Should this entry be considered, I would like the Noble Barding. Thank you!

[Galesong]

Dear Aymeric,

I’ve come to realize that all the courage and certainty I possess on the battlefield is worth naught when it comes to voicing the thoughts in my head. However, I’ve also realized that there is a real chance I may not return from battle, and with that in mind, there are some things I cannot suffer to remain unsaid.

You once asked what it was that I wanted for myself. What I want is to be by your side. For in you, I see a brilliant light, perhaps only rivaled by Hydaelyn herself, and I am drawn to it like moth to flame. Because of you, I once again believe in hope, in change, in the triumph of good, and I wish I could lend you all of my light to make your dreams come true, for they are beautiful. And how could they not be so, when the soul which gave them life possesses beauty beyond compare?

But I know very well that the pining of just one heart is not enough. And so I ask you- is there a chance that your heart holds a similar feeling? Or should I quell the flame in mine before it burns too hot?

Regardless of your answer, I hope to remain,

Your friend,
Bri

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Sabrien Galesong
Malboro
Bluebird earring